Chapter 354 My low profile is not the capital of your pretense!
Stolen?
Yang Dawei used a question, but his tone was decisive, as if he had already determined that Ye Fan was a thief!
Upon hearing this question, the expressions of everyone in the Xiao family changed drastically.
Xiao Guangjun did have some questions about the origin of this purple clay pot, so he asked Ye Fan specifically.
In fact, in his mind, he was already 70% certain that this purple clay teapot was the one Sun Zhengyi bought at a high price three years ago.
However, he felt strange. With Sun Zhengyi's identity, how could he give away his treasures to others at will?
But now, Yang Dawei's accusation has suddenly pushed Ye Fan to the forefront.
Father Xiao, Mother Xiao and others also looked extremely gloomy.
If this purple clay pot is really stolen goods, if you accept it just now, it will definitely bring disaster to the Xiao family.
At this time, Cui Jiaojiao was also fanning the flames and said: "Tsk tsk... I'm still wondering, how could a guy who runs a street vendor at home be so heroic and give away antiques worth tens of millions, which turned out to be stolen goods! It's really
I didn’t expect that someone who looks human-like could have such unclean hands and feet!”
After saying that, she turned to Father Xiao and Mother Xiao and said: "Uncle, aunt, please check quickly to see if there is anything valuable missing at home. Maybe it has been taken away by others without knowing it."
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Hearing this slander by naming names, Ye Fan's eyes half-squinted and he felt really angry in his heart.
He never takes the initiative to stir up trouble, but this does not mean that he is afraid of trouble.
I will not offend anyone unless someone offends me. If someone offends me, I will retaliate tenfold!
This is Ye Fan's consistent behavior.
Although Cui Jiaojiao provoked him many times before, Ye Fan held back because she was a relative of the Xiao family, but this did not mean that he was a coward.
With Ye Fan's current status, Cui Jiaojiao is like an ant, able to crush her to death easily.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan's sharp gaze was like a sharp blade, piercing Cui Jiaojiao straight at Cui Jiaojiao, and said word by word:
"Hmph... You can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense! If you accuse me of stealing without evidence, then I can still say that I saw you soliciting customers by Yangliu Lane yesterday!"
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"boom!"
Although Ye Fan's voice was silent, it was like thunder exploding in Cui Jiaojiao's ears.
Although the name of Yangliu Lane is poetic and picturesque, everyone in Huahai knows that this is a famous red light district. Every evening, there will be all kinds of warblers and swallows, attracting people on the roadside.
And most of them are old and faded, and only migrant workers will visit them.
Cui Jiaojiao never expected that Mark would dare to compare her to a despicable prostitute!
For a moment, she only felt angry, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, her facial features twisted together, she pointed at Ye Fan's nose and cursed:
"Boy, how dare you scold me? You're looking for death! You don't even urinate and look in the mirror. Are you worthy of my cousin? I don't know how my cousin became blind and fell in love with a stinky loser like you!
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Hearing these curses, Xiao Yunrong next to her could no longer suppress the anger in her heart. Her eyebrows stood up, her pretty face was filled with evil, and her eyes bloomed with a soul-stirring cold light, and she said coldly:
"Cui Jiaojiao, this is my home, and you will not be allowed to be presumptuous! And... I believe in Xiaofan's character, and this purple clay pot cannot be stolen by him! Cui Jiaojiao, apologize to Ye Fan quickly!"
Others may not know the inside story, but Xiao Yunrong had already heard from Zhao Ling'er that Ye Fan had cured the bone tumor that had tortured Sun Zhengyi for many years.
The life-saving grace was overwhelming. In return, it was normal for Sun Zhengyi to give Ye Fan a valuable purple clay pot.
However, at this moment, Cui Jiaojiao had no intention of apologizing. Instead, she complained to Father Xiao and Mother Xiao:
"Uncle, aunt, look at my cousin, I don't know what kind of ecstasy drug was given to me by that kid. If this continues, I'm afraid I'll have to help others count the money after being sold!"
When Xiao Guangping and Zhao Dan heard this, they frowned and fell into deep thought.
Before, Ye Fan gave them a very bad impression.
Although they could not conclude that Ye Fan was a thief, they could not help but speculate in that direction.
At this time, Yang Dawei stood up again, looked at Ye Fan from a distance, and said in an aggressive tone:
"Boy, if you want to prove your innocence, then explain to everyone who is the friend who gave you the purple clay pot?"
Now that he had completely broken his skin, Ye Fan was not prepared to keep a low profile, his lips moved, and he was about to speak.
Suddenly, Yang Dawei seemed to have thought of something and jumped in again: "Boy, don't ever tell me that the friend who gave you the purple clay pot happens to be Director Sun of Lingtian Group!"
"Bingo! You guessed it right!" Ye Fan nodded in agreement.
"a ha ha ha……"
The next moment, Yang Dawei seemed to have heard some big joke, burst into unbridled laughter, and continued:
"I've seen people pretending, but I've never seen people pretending like you. Do you really think everyone is a fool? My third uncle just said before that this purple clay pot is probably the collection of Sun Dong, but it turns out that you're doing well and pretending to be someone else.
Are you a friend of Sun Dong?
Do you know who Dr. Sun is? Lingtian Group has a valuation of hundreds of billions and controls dozens of subsidiaries. Dr. Sun alone is worth tens of billions. Even if you look at the country, he is the number one famous figure!
Moreover, Director Sun lives a reclusive life and is extremely low-key. He rarely shows up at the head office! As the vice president of Lingtian Mall, I have never met Director Sun several times!
Who do you think you are, a poor brat? Do you deserve to be Sun Dong’s friend? If Sun Dong knows that you are cheating outside in his name, he will have to take your skin off!"
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On the other side, Xiao Guangping's face was ashen and extremely gloomy, and he seemed to have made his own judgment in his heart.
As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together, and people flock together!
The kind of person you are will determine the kind of friends you make.
The friends of multimillionaires are multimillionaires, and the friends of billionaires are billionaires.
If you are not qualified enough, you will only get ridiculed by others if you mix into other circles without permission.
Xiao Guangping is worth hundreds of millions, owns several factories, and is considered a rich man.
But he knew very well that compared with shopping mall tycoons like Sun Zhengyi, he was nothing at all, and he was not even qualified to get acquainted with them.
And Ye Fan is just a freshman at Huahai University without any family background. How could he become friends with Sun Zhengyi and let him give away a purple clay pot worth tens of millions?
Thinking of this, Xiao Guangping turned to look at Ye Fan and said meaningfully: "Young man, after you tell the first lie, you have to use countless lies to make up for it! Let me give you a piece of advice - never
When a road goes dark, you must know how to return when you have lost your way! If you know your mistakes and can correct them, there is no greater good!"
Although these words were somewhat implicit, everyone in the room could hear the profound meaning.
"Dad, don't you even believe Xiaofan?" Xiao Yunrong's delicate body trembled, and her eyes sparkled with crystal tears.
When Xiao Guangping heard this, he looked away. Although he did not answer directly, his attitude was self-evident.
The next moment, Xiao Yunrong's eyes flashed, she stretched out her hand to pull Ye Fan's arm, revealing a hint of stubbornness, and said loudly:
"Xiao Fan, since we are not welcome here, then why is there any need to stay? Let's go!"
With that said, she opened her beautiful legs and pulled Mark towards the outside of the villa.
"Wait!"
At this moment, Yang Dawei suddenly opened his arms and stood in front of the two of them, blocking their way. He stared at Ye Fan and gritted his teeth and said: "Boy, you can't leave!"
"What? Is there anything else?" Ye Fan's tone was extremely cold.
"You brat, you stole Sun Dong's antique purple clay pot, left the stolen goods here, and just wanted to walk away? How can anything be so cheap in the world? Let me tell you, today you won't tell the origin of this purple clay pot
Once you explain clearly, you won't even think about leaving!" Yang Dawei said harshly.
Cui Jiaojiao also jumped out and said more aggressively: "That's right! This kid was so pretentious just now, and now that his crime is exposed, he wants to run away! Let's just call the police. He stole a treasure worth tens of millions, and at least he has to squat for a few times.
Years in jail!”
Seeing the ugly faces of the two people, Ye Fan's eyes were as sharp as knives, and his tone was as cold as ice, and he said:
"Hmph...Yang Dawei, Cui Jiaojiao, my low profile is not something you can use to show off!"
